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- Valentino was holding a knife to Fat Nuggets stomach and holding the pig by the scruff of his neck. “Val! Please, no!” Angel begged on his knees. He’d been filming for hours and he was exhausted. But Valentino wanted more. And what Valentino wants, Valentino will make sure he gets.
“Two more shoots. Or the next thing you eat is your pig.” Valentino slightly dug the knife into Fat Nugget’s stomach and he squeals. Tears ran down Angel’s face and almost screamed at the sight of his poor pig almost getting stabbed.
“F-Fine!” He hiccuped. “Just please don’t hurt him…” Angel begged. Valentino dropped Fat Nuggets and the pig ran towards his owner. “Be ready in 5.” Valentino walked out the dressing room and Angel immediately hugged Fat Nuggets and kissed him on the head. “I’m so sorry baby…” -
Angel was ransacking his room. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!!” He muttered. Fat Nuggets was gone! His mind went to the worst case scenario. Valentino kidnapped him, was torturing him and was going to kill him! He ran out of his room and checked the rest of the rooms. The tenants of those rooms cussed him out but he didn’t care. He just needed to find his baby.
He ran out of the hotel, starting to hyperventilate. He searched the streets and shoved people out of the way. His mind was running 200 kilometres an hour, just trying to find Fat Nuggets.
After not finding him on the streets, he went back to the hotel with tears in his eyes. He entered the door and his eyes immediately locked on the bar, needing a drink. But instead of seeing an extremely bored Husk, he found a Husk… talking to Fat Nuggets.
Fat Nuggets was sitting on the bar counter and Husk was feeding him tiny cubes of cheese. Husk hummed. “Mmmm. You can’t just stay on my counter all day bud. No one’s gonna pay you to just eat cheese cubes all day.” Fat Nuggets quietly oinked and nuzzled against Husk’s hand as he fed him a cube of cheese.
Husk noticed Angel Dust standing at the front door of the hotel. “Oh, hey kid. What’re doin’ by the door?” Angel’s bottom lip wobbled and he burst out crying. He ran to the bar and sat on one of the stools. He picked up Fat Nuggets and hugged him close to his chest.
Husk’s eyebrows furrowed. “What happened..? Are you okay?” He asked quietly. Angel shook his head. “I-I thought Val took him.” He kissed the top of Fat Nuggets head and the pig nuzzled into his chest fluff.
Husk sighed. He kissed the side of Angel’s head. “He didn’t. If he goes missing again, ask me first, okay? I don’t want you panicking unnecessarily.” He rubbed the top of Fat Nuggets head. Angel looked at him with tears in his eyes, but this time, they were tears of happiness.
Angel took a shaky breath, burying his face in the soft skin of Fat Nuggets. The relief that washed over him was overwhelming, chasing away the images in his brain of the worst-case scenarios his panicked mind had made up. “You… you found him?” Angel whispered, his voice wobbling from crying.
Husk gave a small shrug, his gaze drifting to the tiny pig. "He just waddled in here like he owned the place. Didn't seem too bothered by anything." He nudged the pig gently with a finger.
Angel held Fat Nuggets tighter, then looked up at Husk, a genuine smile breaking through the tears. "Thank you, Husk. Seriously. I..." He trailed off, unable to fully put his gratitude into words.
Husk’s expression softened slightly, a rare occurrence. He reached out and gently brushed a drop of sweat off Angel’s cheek. "Just… take it easy, kid. He's fine, you're safe here. That dick won’t hurt either of you."
Valentino and the studio felt a million kilometres away, replaced by the simple comfort of his found family and a very adorable and spoiled pig.